The little old robin—grazed by a car—tried to regain her footing from the shock. I wished I had water or seed. I wished I could hold her and tell her all would be okay. I was sure her wings would fly again one day, but her eyes looked dazed and a bit confused.
She finally settled down, and I softly spoke to her. I planned to carry her home and release her as soon as she felt strong. She had other plans. As I drew closer, she hopped under the hedge, where she breathed easier.
I can relate. At some point, we are all stunned, confused, and perhaps dazed. Evil in every newscast. Death on every shore. We want someone to say everything will be okay—to hold us for a little while, to keep us from the harm, and to help us understand that even in the shadow of death, we have hope.
God says our place of rest is under His wing. We will still see, hear, and know evil, but we can be confident in the ever-present help of the One who tells us we do not have to fear. He alone is our hope. We are stunned, but not lost; confused, but not abandoned; dazed, but not desolate; heartbroken, but not forsaken. We are held and, absolutely, never alone.
How do you respond when you are stunned?
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